Chapter 698 My eldest disciple of Myriad Tribulations?
Chapter 698: My top disciple of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect?
Ye Qingyi's bright eyes trembled, and he saluted Lin Jie again: "Master, what should we do next?"
Lin Jie stared at the five-fingered hand, and as far as his consciousness could see, he saw a layer of 'circles', like shackles on the broken hand.
This circle is similar to Taoism.
It is more real than the Tao, and even more real than the small circle of the bright moon.
The strange thing is that the sensor can see through the circle of the severed hand, but it cannot get out of the severed hand. Is this a big formation?
Mingyue said: "It seems to be similar to a small group, but it also feels like a magical power, because the circle of the severed hand does not contain true energy, just like nature, without detecting the existence of a trace of murderous aura."
No one can explain why.
In the end, everyone could only split up and see if they could find an exit.
However, the result was like a bolt from the blue, no one could get out of this stone forest with broken hands.
Everyone gathered together, feeling depressed. If they couldn't get out, they might be shackled to this severed hand for the rest of their lives.
Lin Jie swept away everyone at this time: "We have to calm down and be calm. Since we can't get out, we should practice and improve our strength. We can also avoid the pursuit of Blood Sword Mountain."
Everyone nodded by default.
In fact, at this moment, Lin Jie was extremely impetuous.
He really didn't want to be trapped and die here.
Xiao Tu suddenly said secretly: "Little Master, if you continue to refine the seeds of luck and become a luck person, maybe you can leave with good luck?"
Lin Jie suddenly became energetic: "Xiao Tu, you are the number one artifact. You are so awesome, why can't you find a way to leave?"
Xiao Tu was puzzled: "Little Master, I am not a living being, I am just a magic weapon spirit. I cannot sense the outside world like you, so I can't see through this Broken Hand Stone Forest."
Lin Jie sighed silently: "Okay, Xiaotu, help me fuse the luck seeds with Mingyue. I want to improve my strength."
Mingyue came over and sat down on one side.
Under the secret operation of Xiaotu, the huge luck seeds in Huangtu were running crazily, and the power of luck was constantly divided into two parts and merged with the two of them.
boom!
Not far away, a breakthrough momentum erupted.
Sword energy surged out from Ximen Jingxue's body. At this moment, he broke through to the fourth level of the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm.
A square inch of heaven.
A land of swordsmanship that everyone knows about in the Heavenly Sword World.
There are nine major forces here.
They are all built in the "Fangcun Nine Sacred Mountains" in the center of Fangcun Realm.
The Fangcun Nine Sacred Mountains are divided into nine levels, with one level of peaks rising abruptly from the ground. The higher the mountain, the more energy it has. The highest peak is the dojo of the Fangcun Sword Sect, the strongest sword cultivation force in this area.
Within the Heavenly Sword Realm, the Fangcun Sword Sect is also a first-class force.
Below, at the lowest level and the first level of the mountain, is the 'Myriad Tribulations Gate' dojo.
The Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect, a million years ago, was the number one force in the Heavenly Sword Realm.
A million years later, it has been reduced to a third-rate sword cultivator force, and even the dojo has been pushed to the bottom of the Nine Holy Mountains by all sword cultivator forces.
At this moment, there are many disciples carrying baskets of garbage on the third and fourth levels of the dojo peaks above the Nine Sacred Mountains.
Most of this garbage is refining waste.
Everyone controlled a large formation passage that led directly to the dojo below the first level of the Myriad Tribulations Gate, and actually dumped all the garbage.
A lot of turbid air enveloped most of the Myriad Tribulations Sect for a time.
This scene was also witnessed by many disciples of the first level Myriad Tribulations Sect, but there was nothing they could do.
The Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect is weak.
The eight major sword cultivating forces above beat the drowned dog with sticks, and dumped the weapon refining waste and waste water to the first important place again and again. The spiritual energy below has nothing to do with the above, and no one cares about the life and death of the Myriad Tribulations Sect.
"Fuck! These bastards!!"
Inside the Wanjie Gate, halfway up the mountain, stands a palace.
A middle-aged swordsman looked at the garbage dumped from above and became furious.
This person's token is engraved with 'The Gate of Ten Thousand Tribulations, Luotian'.
As countless disciples watched with anger, Luo Tian couldn't bear it any longer and suddenly burst out with sword energy, dissipating in an instant.
"It's Luo Tian again!"
"I rushed out again and again and was beaten again and again."
"With his strength, there is no way he can cut through that garbage channel formation."
Many disciples of Wanjie Sect sighed.
call out!
In the mid-air, the sea of clouds was billowing, like a giant beast emerging from the world.
However, Luo Tian drew his sword and swung it. The moment the sword light struck out, countless rays of sword light struck the passage of the formation filled with garbage.
There was a loud sound, the ground shook, the sword light shattered, and the formation passage stood motionless.
Luo Tian's veins bulged: "Damn it!!"
In the sea of clouds above, someone sneered: "Luo Tian, how many times have you been beaten and you are still not honest?
Let the dogs loose.”
The disciples from the kendo forces above sneered.
At this moment, a giant chained by chains suddenly jumped down from the sea of clouds, like a god of war descending to earth.
Giants!
The human race, due to their low intelligence and well-developed limbs, became the slaves of human warriors!
The giant struck Luo Tian in the air with one punch in an instant.
After punching down, Luo Tian counterattacked with a sword, but the end was disastrous.
The entire half day was like fragments, rising suddenly and rapidly at an indescribable speed.
puff!
Luo Tian was shocked and fell to the ground.
When the giant saw it, he jumped again and returned to the big formation above.
"Ha ha."
Countless jeers came from the Nine Holy Mountains.
On the ground and in the forest, suddenly a figure walked out of nowhere and came to Luo Tian, who was vomiting blood.
When Luo Tian saw this, he said unwillingly: "Old Qing, I've had enough of this arrogance. If this continues, I'm afraid we will be kicked out of Fangcun Nine Sacred Mountains."
A white-haired old man helped Luo Tian up and slowly lifted into the air. He said: "Be patient, I hope that in these ten thousand years, a genius will emerge and can turn things around."
When Luo Tian heard this, he felt it was too unrealistic.
At this moment, over the jungle, a loud roar came from outside the formation: "Is the elder of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect here?
Come out and speak.”
The white-haired old man froze on the spot, then swept away, and his expression suddenly solidified.
The old man's token is engraved with "The Gate of Ten Thousand Calamities, the Wind is Clear".
Luo Tian followed Feng Qingyang for a few breaths before flashing out of the formation.
In front of them were disciples of the Myriad Tribulations Sect who were forced to their knees by a terrifying force, vomiting blood.
Hundreds of powerful men from Blood Sword Mountain stood proudly behind an old man.
Feng Qingyang coldly swept away the old man's token: "Yuan Kuang?
You must be the elder of Blood Sword Mountain, right?
Why do you bully our disciples like this?"
puff!
As he said this, Yuan Kuang stamped his feet, causing the kneeling disciples of the Wanjie Sect to vomit blood and become extremely embarrassed.
"When did we offend Blood Sword Mountain?"
The disciples of Wanjie Sect who appeared after hearing the sound all had eyes that were about to burst.
Yuan Kuang grabbed a divine light and spread it out among the crowd.
In the divine light were the clear appearances of Lin Jie, Mingyue, and Qingyu.
Yuan Kuang pointed at Lin Jie with murderous intent: "This man Lin Jie is your great disciple of Wanjie Sect. He actually killed my grandson Yuan Jie in the world of mortals. He killed me, a young elder from Blood Sword Mountain. He even grew ears."
, listen carefully, hand over these three people within an hour, otherwise I will go find them myself, and then don’t blame me, Yuan Kuang, for being ruthless."
Luo Tian broke out in a cold sweat, and then saluted Feng Qingyang: "Old Qing, am I, the great disciple of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect?
When did my Myriad Tribulations Sect have a top disciple?"